When I stumbled upon that map today, it reminded me of another map I had intended to blog about a few months back. If you live in Toronto, you’re going to love it, and if you don’t… you probably won’t get it at all. No worries, Urbane has done plenty of cities (does Boston really have a neighbourhood filled with doctors?)

Japanese srtist Hiroko Kubota based every single one of these shirts on a cat photo her son found on the internet. If that’s not 2013 precious, I don’t know what is.

This maybe:

Hehe. The hilllls are aliiiiiive, with the sound of bitttchessss….

Okay, last but not least, I need to alert your attention to this concept model for a wearable personal space protector — the “Spike Away” vest. Singapore designer Siew Ming Cheng created this to put the smack down on people who stand to close to other people on public transit. YES!

“Trains are usually crowded during peak hours. Everybody will push each other to try and get onto the train. How can I protect my personal space? The idea was then conceived,” Cheng wrote on Behance.

This would be perfect for riding the King West street car or even just going into any public space where children run about and accidentally touch you sometimes *shudder*

Meet Misao, an 88-year-old Japanese farmer, and her nifty-eyed ride-or-die companion for NINE lives, Fukumaru.

Misao found Fukumaru (“God of fuku”(good fortune) + “maru”(circle)”) abandoned in a shed on her property as a kitten. She decided to adopt it, and since that time they’ve been inseparable.

Like, INSEPERABLE.

Misao’s granddaughter, photographer Miyoko Ihara, has been documenting the her grandmother’s life for 13 years — and thank goodness for her efforts.

The photos in her new book dedicated to the pair are stunning and the story they tell is as heartwarming as it is gutwrenching.

“Partly because they are both hard of hearing, my grandmother and Fukumaru are always looking into each other’s eyes. They’re really close,” Miyoko said in an interview with Nippon.com “Fukumaru is so happy and contented at my grandmother’s side. When I take a picture of the two of them together it’s like I’m photographing myself as a little girl.”

I was bawling by the time I got to this one (spoiler alert: the cat doesn’t die. I just tear up easily when it comes to animal things.)

You can buy Ihara’s book here for 3,800 yen. Worth every penny (yenny?) imho. Apparently, it’s taking Japan by storm.

According to an interview Mental Floss did with some gaming webcast host who conducted a non-scientfic study into the cartridge blow, the myth has been debunked or something.

Take that for what it is while I stare blankly at my laptop screen for a while…

Alright, I’m back. Now let us movie on… to Henri!

Henri is a very famous, award winning French existentialist cat. A cat after my own heart. Pensive. Dark. Adorable…

We’re like Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir, him and I… minus all of the weird sex stuff. Minus any of the sex stuff. I love kitty cats, but not like that. Why would you even suggest that, you sickos?

He dropped a new YouTube video today after a newspaper in Seattle asked for his views on politics:

I know that this was supposed to be a tongue-in-cheek piece, but hot dang if Edward Keenan didn’t go all Edward Keenan on us with his magical words and powerful facts, legitimately convincing me that Toronto should probably separate from the rest of Canada.

It’s been two years, last month, for me as a Torontonian. It feels like I’ve been here so much longer. It’s safe to say I’ve never fit in better anywhere, in any city before. I wonder if that has more to do with who I am now than where I am now… but sheet, you don’t care. I don’t even care. Let’s get back to the important things:

Saline forehead injections are a thing now, sort of. Read all about that here… I already wrote about it once today and I really don’t think I can spend 5 more seconds looking at body modification trends today.

Saved by the Bell is on. A really old one, where the gang struggles to study for Testaverde‘s midterm. I’m going to go do some homework meself! Prepping for a talk on Saturday. Check it oot if you’re in NEPA!